Playtime!

Dylan giggled. "It's always playtime, you big silly!"

Emily slung an arm over his shoulder. "Fatima, meet my friend Dana. Dana, this is Fatima."

"Like, nice to meet you, Fatima!"

She blinked. "Okay, I'll play. Nice to meet you Dana." She thought a moment. "Aren't those boys clothes?"

"Omigosh! Emily, quick! Can you like, loan me cute clothes?"

"You know, I think I could. Let's head up to my room."

Without shame, 'Dana' stripped in front of Emily and Fatima, and gushed enthusiastically over Emily's various tops and skirts, eventually settling on a purple tube-top that exposed her belly button, and a short denim skirt. Then Emily was nice enough to help her with makeup and they all painted each others nails as Fatima came to believe more and more in the hypnosis, an idea started forming.

"Hey, gals," she said with a wicked grin. "How about we play a little game?"

1.) Waxing

2.) Piercings

3.) Truth or Dare

4.) Would you Rather?